I only discovered about gang stalking about two years ago. In the light of the information of the methods gang stalkers use, one being vandalism, I reviewed my experience of broken/malfunctioning equipment both at home and at work over the last twenty years. This is my list. The damage starts from 1994 when I moved to London to be with my late-husband.
My husband’s old iron stopped working. He bought a new steam-iron. His son asked to borrow it. When he got it back a tarry substance covered the ironing plate and the steam function never worked properly again. We never managed to clean the plate completely, so for a long time using the iron risked staining the item ironed.
My husband bought a new vacuum cleaner. The neighbour downstairs asked to borrow it as he was moving out and needed to thoroughly clean his room. When we got the vacuum back it had been used so badly it never worked properly again.
At work in the postman kitchen which I ran, the hot plate for keeping food warm stopped working.
Our landlord’s oven stopped working. We replaced it.
I bought a steam cleaner for cleaning at home and which I could use for sterilising surfaces in the kitchen at work and also to save money in both places on cleaning materials. It stopped working after being used about three times.
At work the oven stopped working. It was replaced with a larger oven with non-standard larger shelves. An oven shelf – not easy to replace due to non-standard size, went “missing”. I had hoped to increase the amount of cooked food available with the larger oven, but with only one shelf could not do so.
The new oven also frequently malfunctioned in an arbitrary way. When cooking the flame would go out and after the time the items were supposed to be ready they would be partly cooked, cold and gassed through – just what you need when there is a queue of people expecting their breakfasts!
First thing in the morning I would find someone had left the freezer door open overnight, thawing the contents. I put a sign on the door to be careful to close it properly but it kept happening. There was no reason for anyone else to go near the freezer. In the end I would close the door with sealing tape when I left work and only then did it stop happening.
Someone complained that I had locked them out of the kitchen. I explained that I didn’t have a key but the door handle sometimes worked in a peculiar way which meant you had to move the handle in reverse direction, otherwise the door would appear to be locked.
The water boiler broke down. Management said they weren’t going to replace it so I used kettles. The kettles kept breaking down. In less than 12 months 3 kettles stopped working in the office downstairs. I had provided them with the first kettle when theirs broke down out of courtesy. After that I told them it was not the kitchen’s job to provide them with kettles. They replaced that last one themselves and it lasted for years.
The frame of the trolley I used for deliveries broke. Wheels coming off delivery trolleys is a common occurrence and easily repaired. Frame damage is very unusual and repairing is often not worth the effort. To my knowledge no-one else in the office experienced frame damage.
Locks on my trolley were vandalised requiring frequent replacement.
Storage food cupboards in the kitchen were broken. They were fixed but it kept happening. In the end it was not possible to close the cupboards properly.
A locked steel cabinet in the kitchen also used for storing food was disabled from being locked when a postman borrowed the key and broke the key in the lock.
My husband spent a lot of time researching which hi-fi equipment to buy. He loved music, opera in particular. The brand-new equipment kept breaking down. This caused him immense distress and frustration as he had bought highly rated equipment from a reliable dealer and we couldn’t figure out how the damage was happening.
When my husband contracted cancer for the first time I bought a small oil-fired heater to warm the room. I had had to travel to another suburb to the shop and had difficulty bringing it home on public transport, as my arthritis was a problem at the time. It stopped working after a few weeks.
When the nearest laundrette closed I bought a small caravan-type washing machine. It broke down after a few weeks. Although the shop was nearby I had had great difficulty with arthritis carrying it home, bringing the defective machine back to the shop where they told me this machine rarely broke down, and carrying the replacement home.
My mother gave us her very efficient vacuum cleaner as it had become too heavy for her to manage. A necessary attachment just “disappeared”. With great difficulty my husband found a replacement part.
We moved to North Yorkshire when we were priced-out of London in 2011. Within 9 months my husband’s cancer returned and he died within a year. I moved to my current bed-sit address.
I bought a keyboard to use with my IPad so I could type normally rather than finger type. It stopped working.
Someone kept tampering with the brakes on my bike screwing them so tight that the brakes were always on the wheels, so that the wheels would not turn until the brakes were loosened. I don’t have any tools and also my hands were weak with arthritis at the time. As I now lived close to the town centre and couldn’t deal with the hills anyway, I gave the bike away.
In order to get exercise I bought a brand-new exercise bike last Christmas. It seems as if the joint where the pedal screws into the bike, the threads have been filed down. As I said, I don’t have any tools. I gave my late husband’s tools away after his death. I managed to fix the pedal with super-glue but now the gap between the two parts is so great even superglue won’t hold the pedal. Until I can find a solution to this the exercise bike is unusable.
Also I have ongoing, tremendous problems with my iPad. I soon found that upgrades turned working services into unuseable ones. I had a subscription to a newspaper. When I installed the upgrade the service became unuseable. Pages would take ages to load, only half a page would appear, and then the app would close. I stopped installing upgrades. Then one day my main email, photos and camera disappeared. I took the iPad back to the shop and they recovered them but also installed all the upgrades I had avoided. Everything has been a shambles since.
The copy function does not work. The spell checker would change correct words into completely different ones, making sentences nonsense. I disengaged the spell checker. But correctly typed words continue to be changed as if typed incorrectly. Letters are systematically swapped for other letters. The caps key comes on arbitrarily. Spaces, letters and words disappear. The space bar disappears. The keyboard switches causing typing errors. The response time to keystrokes keeps varying, sometimes going so slowly that the letters are typed long after the keys have been pressed. With the iPad function of the keys typed being highlighted this makes using the keyboard very distracting. The brightness on my iPad varies of its own accord. I usually have it set low as I am light sensitive but the setting frequently alters of its own accord so I have to keep going back into settings to reduce it interrupting whatever I am doing.
Links between my email accounts have been broken with my WordPress blog. I no longer receive email notifications and I cannot access the WordPress settings to see what tampering has occurred. As I am not computer-savvy I never meddle with settings on working systems. My settings are frequently reset in ways I don’t want.
About 6 months ago I disabled my Facebook as it seemed to not be under my control. Articles I had no interest in were appearing and were impossible to delete. Recently I went back to Facebook deciding to only use it for games and discovered it had already been reinstated.
When I couldn’t access my 3 account to know how much mbs I had used – I had unexpectedly run out in the last two months, I took the iPad back to the shop. They took 3 hours to sort out all the glitches. I saw they had everything functioning again in the shop. But when I returned home all the faults were back again. Links in emails don’t work. Connections don’t work. Screen areas go dead on otherwise responsive screens – most notably when I press the Twitter share button, there is no response. Some sites are impossible to access. The page freezes and then goes down, repeatedly. But there is no problem accessing other sites. “The Militant Negro” is the site I have most problems accessing. The page usually goes down immediately.
All what you might call petty vandalism, except the vandalism is precise and directed. It does not take large damage to render an electrical or mechanical item unuseable. You can still use an iron with tar on the ironing plate – but what is the point? With the bikes, tampering with a vital component is all that is needed to render the machine unuseable. Removing a small component without which the machine cannot work is a favoured tactic.
Breaking locks appears to be a gang stalker favourite. Breaking locks and losing keys. While this was happening at work other tenants at our multiple-occupancy address were continuously breaking the locks on the security gates and leaving the communal door open. It seems gang stalkers have a thing about being able to access any place and access any locked cupboard. They want everything open and accessible.
Disruption on the internet is par for the course.
Criminal vandalism worthy of the feral gutter class. So who are the gangstalkers? Their methods place them squarely among the worst of society’s detritus. Are they just organised criminals? If so how can they infiltrate respectable businesses such as the Royal Mail and be given free rein to their anti-social activities? If these people are acting with permission and under instruction by some “authority” then which authority and what is their purpose and how do they explain their methods?
They act as if they are above the law, as if they are in charge. Do you want people in charge whose values and behaviour are the same as the most despicable gutter yobs?